about this.”
“No we don’t.” He glanced in his rearview mirror. His strong jaw jutted out. “I want to tell you the plan.”
“Oh, so there’s a plan?”
He glanced at her, his dark eyes flashing briefly. “Don’t be like this, Caelyn.”
She sat back and released her clenched fists. “Fine. I’ll play, Elijah. Tell me the plan.”
He licked his lips. “I know a place in upstate New York we can go. It’s safe and quiet, and almost impossible for us to be found.”
“What kind of place is it?”
“A friend of mine lives there. I haven’t seen him in a long time, but I know he’ll let us stay with him. He owes me.”
“Great,” Caelyn said, unable to keep the sarcasm out of her voice.
Elijah smirked. “Yeah, that’s what I was thinking. Great.”
They fell into silence again. Caelyn was watching him drive, still unable to fathom the fact that he’d actually found a way to come back into her life.
Why are you being so hard on him? She asked herself.
Because. He escaped from jail.
He never should have been there in the first place. Did you want him to rot in a jail cell for three years just so he didn’t break any rules?
Caelyn felt torn. She was so unbelievably grateful to be with him, to watch his perfect eyes as he scanned the road, to feel the rush of adrenaline when he so much as looked her way, to admire the slope of his muscular shoulders, the length of his arms, see how gracefully he moved even when driving.
When he looked at her, she couldn’t stay angry.
But then she thought about the fact that this couldn’t last, because the police would eventually capture him. And when they did, he would go back to jail, only this time it would be for much longer.
Not only that, but she would likely go to jail right along with him.
Why do you care? She asked herself. Would you rather he’d left you in your own little prison, sitting in that bedroom listening to your family live their lives while you went quietly crazy ?
Would that really have been preferable?
Caelyn knew that it wouldn’t have been. “I’m glad you came for me,” she whispered, and slid her hand onto his leg. His muscular thigh emanated heat.
Elijah glanced at her. “I’ll always come for you. You know that.”
“I do now,” she said.
***
“You hungry?” Elijah asked, after they’d been driving for a little while.
Caelyn yawned and stretched her arms. “Yeah.” She sat up straighter in her seat.
“But I don’t think we should risk stopping to eat at a real restaurant.”
“I didn’t say we would.” He pointed up ahead at a gas station attached to a convenience store. “But I figured you could at least grab a couple of snacks while I gas up.”
“Oh.” She nodded. “Sure, that sounds good.”
“Good.” Elijah pulled into the gas station. He stopped and then took two twenties out of the glove compartment. “Here, take this.”
“Where’d you get the money?” she asked him.
He looked at her. “You really want to know the answer to that?”
“I guess not.”
He handed her the bills. “Caelyn,” he said, his face close to hers now.
“Yes?”
He leaned forward and kissed her. His lips were hot and his tongue slid into her mouth.
Suddenly, a force within her body was unleashed, as if he’d awakened it with his kiss. All Caelyn could think about was how badly she wanted him. She would do anything Elijah asked, anything.
Nobody will ever make me feel the way he does.
She knew it was true. And it wasn’t just lust. She loved Elijah with all of her heart. She loved the fact that he was far from perfect, despite his gorgeous looks and devastating charm. He had his demons, but they’d never stopped him from taking care of her and doing everything in his power to fight for her.
As his lips slightly moved away from hers, she opened her eyes and gazed into his.
“You amaze me,” she told him softly.
“I amaze myself,” he responded, his mouth twisting into that familiar
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